Silver Eyes

By: FreakyHotGeek

Note: Well it's been a while yet again, but have some sympathy… I am having a lot of trouble and writer's block with this for some reason…

Disclaimer: I STILL don't own Harry Potter, alas I am not rich and cannot buy a laptop…which would end up resulting in quicker chapters for you I assure.

Chapter 10

Something's Changed

As we walked out onto the grounds, my mind was running a million circles, none of which brought me any closer to understanding the person that is Blaise Zabini.

We chatted about this and that, nothing much that, upon looking back, I could recall. I was too busy wondering why, how, I had ended up here, of all places. With Blaise, of all people.

When we actually reached the lake, however, things started to get a bit… weird. We sat down, as always, though I found it hard to believe that this had happened often enough to become familiar to me.

"So," Blaise says, taking out some bread and spreading butter onto it, rather calmly, as if sitting here with me was nothing of concern. I shakily picked up a piece myself, and nearly dropped it into the water. Something, this time, was different. Perhaps it was me. I was changing, that much was clear. "Draco seems to have given up on giving you a hard time," he says, regarding me with what could only be called curiosity. I gulp, wondering what excuse I'm supposed to come out with.

"Er…" I say. "Yeah, he… has."

He regards me with that same look of curiosity. "You're really something else," he says, shaking his head. I'm not sure how to interpret that.

"Something else… What do you mean?" I say, before I can tell myself to stop asking questions.

Blaise smiles. "That," he says, "Is for me to know, and you to wonder about."

I sigh and shake my head. "You," I say. "Are so confusing sometimes."

He smiles again. "I know."

I can't help but to laugh.

A few minutes pass in silence, but already I'm learning about Blaise, and one of those things is that he hates silence.

"So, how are your classes going?" Blaise asks.

"All right, I guess," I respond. The air around us now seems to be a bit electrified, though with what I'm not sure. "What about you?"

"So far I'm just being good this year," he says with a huge grin. "Which means no detentions, just good grades. For some reason, they don't seem to trust me." He puts on a falsely innocent face that makes me turn red with laughter.

"Well maybe you have to give them a reason to trust you," I say without thinking.

"Is that what I have to do?" he responds, looking at me strangely. "And what could I do to do that?"

It occurs to me that we are no longer talking about teachers, not in his mind. We're talking about me and I know it. But I don't know what to say.

"I guess… you would do… whatever feels right," I say carefully. I don't know what's going on inside his head, and it was making me mad trying not to look, trying not to press and find out using my new powers. I had this awful feeling that if I did, he'd know I was, and that he'd be disappointed in me… that I wouldn't be the person he'd thought I was. And for some reason, that scares me. Because I don't know who I am, so I have to hope someone has an idea.

"I'll have to try that," Blaise says, leaning towards me. I tense up, afraid. He wasn't going to kiss me, was he? "You've got an eyelash, just there," he says softly, plucking it off my cheek tenderly. The breath I'd been holding whooshed out. Maybe I'd read it wrong… maybe he had been talking about the teachers, not about me. I was just nervous, because something felt different. But maybe it was only me that was different, and Blaise was still exactly the same.

"We'd better… go back," I say after a few minutes of silence.

"Just when I was getting used to the absence of sound," Blaise says with a smile. "I'll walk you back."

I just look at him.

"What, you expected I'd just part with you once we got to the castle?"

I blush. I'd been thinking exactly that. "This isn't some clever plot to get the location of the Gryffindor common room, is it?" I ask, summoning all the courage inside of me to make the joke, because I'm losing it inside to some strange force I don't recognize. Or at least hope I don't.

"Oh please, that?" Blaise says. "You underestimate me. I learned where that was in my first year."

I grin. Maybe things would be back to the way they'd started out this year by tomorrow. I just needed some sleep.

That's what I was telling myself, anyway.

End note: Sorry sorry sorry! Please still read and review! T.T